Oh how our, our parents, they suffered for nothing
Live the dream, live the dream, live the dream
Like the 80s never happened.
People are afraid, are afraid to merge on the freeway.
Disappear here

We stroll past the queue
into the magazine launch party
I am handed a pill
and I swallow with complete disdain
Kick-drum pounds off the high-hat
Remember to look bored
We suck each others' faces
and make sure we are noticed
(The cocaine won't save you)

Because East London is a vampire
it sucks the joy right out of me
How we long for corruption in these golden years

Oh how our, our parents, they suffered for nothing
Live the dream, live the dream, live the dream
Like the 80s never happened
People are afraid, are afraid to merge on the freeway
Disappear here
Disappear here
Disappear here
Disappear here
Disappear here